[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

Kazami followed Amuro and got out of the car.

"Cheer up, it's just that you've drank a little more wine and you're so sleepy. How can you doze off with peace of mind while your boss is driving?" Amuro closed the car door with his backhand and smacked his lips.

Kazami rubbed his eyes, wiped his glasses and put them on: "I'm really sorry, I haven't slept a bit recently. After all, I don't have as much energy as Mr. Furutani."

The two came to Amuro's house on the eighth floor together.

Amuro took out the key, and as soon as he inserted it, his eyes sharpened suddenly.

He made a hissing gesture to Kazami, turned the key lightly, and took out the silver love gun from his pocket.

Seeing this, Fengjian immediately became vigilant, ran to the wall and stood against the wall, like a policeman about to launch a surprise attack.

Amuro pushed open the door abruptly, seeing Harrow lying on the door, the room was silent, he breathed a sigh of relief, and put the gun back in his pocket.

Is he overthinking?However, the rotation angle of the door lock is not the angle reserved when locking the door, which means that whoever opened the door used the matching key.

Harrow jumped up and rubbed against his leg.

"What happened, Mr. Jiang Gu?" Feng Jian asked puzzled.

Amuro didn't answer, but walked around the room with big strides.

Seeing the open balcony door and some objects that had been carefully turned over, he sneered.

"It seems that during the day, my house was visited by a mysterious person."

"Ah? Did you lose anything?" Feng Jian became anxious when he heard it, and started talking about things that needed to be checked for theft like an old woman.

Amuro shook his head: "I don't think it's a thief."

Feng Jian stopped Sui Sui Nian with a surprised face, and saw his boss suddenly raised his mouth, walked quickly to the bed, knelt down and picked up a long wine-red curly hair from the ground.

He was surprised to see that the corners of the boss's mouth curled up with a bit of evil spirit, and a frightening light flashed in his pupils, and the whole person looked very-happy?

"I see." Amuro smiled lowly, holding up the hair, "I ran into a lost kitten."

Kazami rubbed his eyes again.Is this man with an evil smile and puckered pupils really that Mr. Jiang Gu?Did he sneak into the organization for too long and his personality changed?

Kazami shuddered.

Amuro put the hair on the bedside table: "I just said that the troubled female detective had something to do, and it turned out that she was helping her cover."

Amuro explained the next task again, and specifically asked Kazami to bring someone with good driving skills. Half an hour later, Kazami left, feeling even heavier in his head.

Amuro sat on the corner of the bed, twirling the soft hair with his fingers, thoughtful.

Since you took the initiative to approach, can I take it that you have adjusted your mentality?Next, after finishing this matter, I will take the initiative to attack.

He muttered to himself, and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

The slap he received that night was quite heavy, and it still hurts a little now. The slap woke him up from the whirlpool of sin, but even though he realized the great harm he had caused her, he still felt his blood boil every time he thought about it. , inexplicably excited.

It would be great if she didn't go crazy that night, she obviously already had the feeling of enjoying it, if she was gentler, the result would not be so tragic.

Maybe she is lying on this bed right now, with her snow-white body hidden under the black-blue quilt, looking at him with a smile on her face, her beautiful body contour protruding seductively under the thin cover...

"Cut." He stood up abruptly from the bed, angry with his brain.

Harrow came running up with his plate in his mouth, interrupting his increasingly incomprehensible fantasies.

He had never been like this before.

The author has something to say:

Touzi, you haven't realized the crux of your problem, ^_^...

If Toko said to Natsume’s hair like gin: oh××, wouldn’t the picture be beautiful^_^

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